I didn’t get very far before Zeke caught up to me. Even though I knew it was a stupid move, I looked behind me as I ran and realized that he was only about three feet behind me. I put on a final burst of speed, desperately trying to put some ground between us, but, eventually, he came up behind me and grabbed me around the waist, lifting me into the air…again. I tried to get him off of me, but he was too strong.
“Put me down!” I hissed.
“Not until you hear us out,” he replied, dragging me back towards my car.
I was terrified. I had survived being caught once before, but I wasn’t sure that I could do it again. Please, I begged silently, please, God, don’t let this happen again.
Joe sat me down against my car and, before I could try anything, both he and Zeke blocked my only path of escape.
“Please,” I cried. “Please don’t put another one in my head. Please!” I looked at both men, trying to make them understand. I knew that my efforts were futile, though. The parasites didn’t care if you begged, or screamed, or even cried. They always got what they wanted. As I realized that I was done for, I burst into tears, burying my face in my hands.
“Come on,” Zeke groaned. “Don’t cry. There’s nothing to be scared of.” Sure. Nothing but having something else control my body, something that isn’t even human, and not being able to do a thing about it! Or worse: ending up erased all together.
He turned to Joe and said something I couldn’t hear, and the two started arguing. That was surprising. I’d never seen parasites yell at each other before. The shock didn’t last long though, because, at that moment, I saw my escape. While they fought, I crawled behind Zeke as quickly and quietly as I could. They didn’t seem to notice me so I got up and ran.
“Shit!” Joe yelled. “She’s getting away again!”
I heard footsteps not too far behind me, so I prepared myself for another fight. A hand grabbed my wrist and I was spun around. At the same time, a cloth was pressed against my face. As I gasped in surprise, I realized what had happened. The chloroform kicked in and the world started to fade.
Sorry, I thought.
So sorry.
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Even though I knew it had already happened, the memory of being captured brought up the same wave of emotions: terror, anger, and overwhelming despair. I could feel myself lying down on something—a table?—and I could hear people around me, but I didn’t recognize the voices. I felt different somehow, like, I wasn’t all there. It was strange.
“When is she going to wake up?” someone asked. They sounded impatient.
“She will wake up when she’s ready,” a voice replied. “This must be a very big change for her.” This confused me. What change could they be talking about? Not having a family anymore? No, that was too obvious of an answer…
“Where did you say she came from again?” Arizona, I reflexively thought.
“The singing planet.” Wait…where?! What were these people on? I struggled to open my eyes, but, it was as if I wasn’t in control of them. Something was wrong. I tried to tell the people that were around me, but I couldn’t move my lips either. Suddenly, I groaned. The sound terrified me, because I was positive that I hadn’t groaned, yet the sound came from me.
“Where am I?” I asked. What was going on? I didn’t ask that! I tried to shout, but no sound came out and I started to panic.
“You are at Arrowhead Hospital. In Glendale, Arizona.” My eyes opened to someone else’s command. A man—I assumed a doctor—was looking at me. His red hair was shining in the sunlight that was streaming through the nearby window. He had blue eyes, and his voice was oddly soothing. “You were just inserted.” Inserted? I wondered. What is he talking about?
“Which planet am I on again?” my body asked. Umm…Earth. The planet you’ve always been on!
“Earth,” a woman answered. I assumed this was the owner of the impatient voice. I looked at the woman. She was beautiful. She had golden hair that flowed halfway down her back and eyes that were greener than grass. She was shorter than the doctor, but her shoes—which had to be about six inches high—made them almost equal in height.
My body sat up slowly, and I could feel it taking in our surrounding. I thought of what had to be memories, but I had never seen any of these places before. They were too different to be on Earth. First, I was somewhere cold, and my sight was in black and white. So this is what it’s like to be a dog, I thought absent-mindedly. Next, I was underwater, looking at seaweed. No, scratch that. I was the seaweed. I looked up and saw that there were three too many suns in the sky. Finally, I was flying in the dark. I was completely blind, but I knew where I was going and could hear the most beautiful music. My doubt left me and I knew that the conspiracy theories were true. Aliens did exist, and one of them had taken control of my body.
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